<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=477595" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Absence</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">GOODNIGHT, my love, for I have dreamed of thee,<br>In walking dreams, until my soul is lost —<br>Is lost in passion's wide and shoreless sea,<br>Where, like a ship unruddered, it is tossed<br>Hither and thither at the wild waves will.<br>There is no potent Master's voice to still<br>This newer, more tempestuous Galilee!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stormy petrels of my fancy fly<br>In warning course across the darkening green,<br>And, like a frightened bird, my heart doth cry<br>And seek to find some rock of rest between<br>The threatening sky and the relentless wave.<br>It is not length of life that grief doth crave,<br>But only calm and peace in which to die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here let me rest upon this single hope,<br>For oh, my wings are weary of the wind,<br>And with its stress no more may strive or cope.<br>One cry has dulled mine ears mine eyes are blind—<br>Would that o'er all the intervening space,<br>I might fly forth and see thee face to face.<br>I fly; I search, but, love, in gloom I grope.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fly home, far bird, unto thy waiting nest;<br>Spread they strong wings above the wind-swept sea.<br>Beat the grim breeze with thy ruffled breast<br>Until thou sittest wing to wing with me.<br>Then, let the past bring up its tales of wrong;<br>We shall chant low our sweet connubial song,<br>Till storm and doubt past no more shall be!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Paul+Laurence+Dunbar">Paul Laurence Dunbar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=477595" data-title="Absence de Paul Laurence Dunbar" data-description="GOODNIGHT, my love, for I have dreamed of thee, In walking dreams, until my soul is lost — Is lost in passion's wide and shoreless sea, Where, like a ship unruddered, it is tossed Hither and thither at the wild waves will. There is no potent Mas..."></div> </div> </div>

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